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In the Blink of an Eye – Tale of the Tiny Squirrel

In the blink of an eye, he was gone.

Just like that, taking his last little breath.

Such a special little creature.

A sweet and lovely, bouncing and playful,

tiny, baby squirrel.

We shall miss you, my little friend.

The joy you brought to our home was endless,

just like your energy and enthusiasm for life.

Goodbye for now, little Dexter.

Climb the trees and eat avocados, bananas and almonds.

Be with your mother and your brother, Felix.

Be free, my little pal.   Be free, until we meet again.

Flourishing Strokes of Beauty

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Flourishing strokes across the paper,

Creating a piece that’s worth the time to read.

Flourishing strokes across the canvas,

Creating a piece that’s worth the time to see.

Flourishing strokes across the wall,

Creating a piece that’s worth the beauty.

Flourishing strokes across life,

Creating a life worth living.


Little Buddies – A Day in the Life of a Squirrel

“Oh, Good Lord. Not another one!” I stumbled out of bed to look at the small creature that my daughter had brought inside.  She had a habit of bringing every small, furry creature inside to me if it needed tending to.  We had nursed multiple motherless bunnies back to health and attempted a squirrel once.  That one had been unsuccessful, however, since it was already gimpy when we’d gotten it.  We had tried so hard.  What was this going to be?  God only knew.

“Mom, seriously, it’s two baby squirrels and their mom had her head torn off by a dog.  This is serious!  You need to help me.  You know what to do.  You’re their only hope.” She pleaded with me with her beautiful green eyes.  I could never say no to those eyes. Damn it.  She always got me with those eyes and the pleading.  And how then could I say no.  This story was too sad for even me.

I looked into her hands which held the box.  Within it, there were two baby squirrels.  Babies.  Not as young, thankfully, as the previous squirrel, which had consumed our time and energy for two months, but non the less, they were infants.  They had their eyes opened and had all their fur.  Their tails had some fur but very little.  Oh my goodness, but they were so darn cute!

As we checked each one over, we discovered they were brothers.  One was definitely sick.  He was smaller than the other.  He was weaker.  My daughter was scared and sad, but had faith in my abilities to heal and protect these little buddies from whatever was troubling them.  I, on the other hand, was less trusting in my abilities.

We named the tiny squirrel buddies Felix and Dexter.  Felix was the sickly one and we unfortunately did lose him.  Dexter, however, thrived.  Then, one day, Dexter became very ill.  My daughter discovered that he had a very common problem that is caused by a lack of calcium in young squirrels.  It’s called MBD, Metabolic Bone Disease.  She searched the internet for the information.  I searched the internet for remedies.  We were able to nurse this baby back to health.

Today, Dexter is a young, teenager.  He continues to thrive, but can not be released into the wild as we had planned.  He is fearless.  We had other pets and Dexter isn’t afraid of them.  When he is out of his cage, someone always has to be there to monitor the situation.  He is completely comfortable around the cats and dogs that would love to eat him.  Not a good plan if he was an “outside” squirrel.  This was not our plan.  We still give him calcium if he becomes lethargic.  He seems to need it less and less.  Thank God!

Dexter loves to use us a springboard or a perching spot.  He likes to sit on my head or my shoulder.  His favorite food is avocado.  It’s a treat but so is fruit.  He lives on specialized squirrel food.  Yes, there is such a thing. He lives on produce and loves lettuce, cauliflower, cabbage, his formula (still), and anything else we give him. He loves fruit and nuts, especially almonds.

With Dexter around, I’ve discovered what is good for squirrels and what’s not.  I know he prefers not to be outside sitting in the grass.  He’s afraid of it.  He loves to climb, anything!  If there is a flat surface, he’s there.  He’s used the dog and the cat as springboards too to get from one place to another.  Their reactions were that of “What was that?”

Life is crazy around here.  I never know what my daughter will bring home next.  We are animal lovers and we have big hearts.  We are rehabbers and most of the time we can let them go.  This little guy, however, it looks as if he’s here to stay.  I never thought I’d have a pet squirrel.  What is wrong with this picture?  I guess nothing.  It’s just who we are.  God chose us to have a zoo full of little buddies.  A very unique zoo, but I wouldn’t have it any other way!

Vision of Colors to a Blind Man

Drawn by my daughter, Katie, age 11 at the time.

Seeing through your eyes, what a joy to see such clarity.

The leaves on the trees, the petals on the flowers,

Such beauty that surrounds you brings me levity.

Each blade of grass, each feather on the birds.

My soul soars to such heights.

I yearn for a day when my eyes could see like yours,

Yet only in my mind can I see those lights.

My sight is lost, my time has gone,

My eyes have long since faded.

But thanks to your, your words bring back

Those colors and clarity and the pain is alleviated.

Fresh New Hope

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Once a tiny babe held in our arms,

Now all grown up and so full of charms.

Graduation day is soon to be here,

A time for joy, celebration and cheer.

Fresh new hope for future endeavors

To be all you can and be oh so clever.

Fresh new hope for all of the dreamers,

But for now, let’s have parties with all of the streamers!



Standing in the shadows, her tears flowed gently down her cheeks.

She was alone.

She didn’t want anyone to see the tears, as though somehow it made her weak.

She was strong.

Her mother had just taken her last breath after fighting for weeks.

Her lovely mom.

She felt so abandoned by the world.

Alone and abandoned.

Home Again


Small and frail, with withered skin,

Hair of shining white with silver strands.

She watched the small birds she fed each day

and knew each one by scientific name.

The woodland creatures surrounding her home,

never missed a meal as well.

For she always fed them, but now she was ill.

Who would take care of her friends?

She missed her home, her little house on the hill.

It’s bright blue door, the big picture window,

her favorite old chair and the sunny pale yellow curtains.

She wanted to go home, but they talked about a home.

A home for elderly folks.

They talked as if she wasn’t there anymore.

And she just wanted to go home, to her hill.

A Yellow Bear’s Tale

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Just like my Winnie the Pooh, which I still have. He was purchased when I was 4. He’s now 42 years old. I love him still.

I was once not real, just stuffed,just a toy.

I was played with and shabby, not now, no more.

My girl wished hard and played with me each day.

She loved me for years and even took me to the shore.

She laughed and splashed as I watched the foamy waves .

I sat on the towel while she played.

She twirled me and hugged me. She told me she love d me.

All day at the beach we stayed.

When the day was done, she carried me home.

She became very ill and was chilled.

Her skin was on fire, and I stayed there beside her.

My love for her was deep as the sea.

She slept  most of three days, and my vigil was to stay

With the little girl who loved me most in the world.

When she awoke, I was filled with glee, as any yellow bear would be

Suddenly a tear, I felt running down my cheek.

I was real from that day forward, a blessing from above,

All because my girl had a wish and great love.